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I place my steps
orderly
in front of me
.
the gravel sounds
sending approval
.
seeking a way to put
myself
in focus as I move
.
.
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I place my steps
orderly
in front of me
.
the gravel sounds
sending approval
.
seeking a way to put
myself
in focus as I move
.
.
*
sharp the tree
branches
against the winter
sky black
a naked dance in
the brisk air
.
.
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if I could keep my bones
warm and dry my heart
delicately swelling inside
as my eyes roam the air
grabbing not sure how
the poetic words that
make my life worth
living resounding
as a gentle
chime
.
.
Some Sundays are dedicated to Italian poetry
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trovare il modo
di zittire i pensieri
rumorosi ossessivi
figli della paura per
accogliere quelli a forma d’ali
amalgame di leggerezza
piume su muscoli forti
che ci permettano di librarsi
nella bellezza della vita
con il becco spalancato
.
.
Poesia tratta dal libro bilingue “California Notebooks” in vendita da Feltrinelli per avere la vostra copia cliccate qui
Yes, on Tuesday poems will always be in English.
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out of the dark gray morning
the turtle dove calls
same song she plays
on all seasons to call me
out of sleep into the awakened
daily life the tiresome day life
that holds a song or two
such as hers
to keep me standing
.
.
*
this is
my new church
the desert plane
.
where the spirit lives
I shall come and
preach to all
.
the desert gold
bushes sitting quietly
preach the deepest
.
silence on which
they already thrive
.
.
This poem is part of the poetry collection California Notebooks 02. If you wish to order a copy please click here.
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they the shards of ice
laying on water
don’t move nor dance
they lay still there
as the ducks try a piroette
other then gliding
.
.
*
January mornings
wake up slowly
.
in spite of long stretches
yawns and chilly air
.
everything deep in sleep
so is everyone
.
like a colorless dream
dipped in silence
.
.
Sunday’s posts are dedicated to Italian poetry
*
taciturna
volo in bassi cerchi
leggera per il giardino
spensierata
non pesa la serenità
.
.
Yes, on Tuesday poems will be in English, as usual.
*
sun rays
powerless
reflect away
from the frozen
skin of the small pond
.
there no duck is
allowed to swim in days
like these slivers of ice
compacted together
a strange collage
.
reminiscent of abstract art
fish swimming below unseen
.
.
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it is so
that every morning
I go about pressing the foot
on the same path that’s how
.
habits are formed good ones
.
I have learned in between
.
steps to make treasure of
observation new revelations
as they come blossom
.
in presence
.
This is the first poem posted in 2021 with my wish to you that you will blossom in presence in all of your beauty.
~ Also, tomorrow is my birthday and I wish to myself the good habit to be present and grateful every day that is given to me.
This poem is part of the poetry collection California Notebooks that can be bought on Amazon with a special discount.
Enjoy reading poetry, enjoy basking in its beauty, there is still much we can be grateful for…
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it’s an afterward
moving
this of giving poetry
a way
to talk about the beauty
lingering
unseen
sensitivity shining
bright
in our darker days
when we
think there’s little
to be seen
.
.
Poem from the second volume of the book California Notebooks 02. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, a discounted copy click here. I would love to find a review from you. Best Wishes!
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poetry is
the description
of a transition
the details
of a voyage
into new unknown
lands laying
beside us all along
.
.
Poem from the second volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.
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Sunday’s posts are dedicated to Italian Poetry
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mi adorna
un sorriso inaspettato
io che attendo poco e vivo
d’ora che esploro sorvolando
non trattengo nulla lascio
che il movimento accada e non ho
indirizzi punte di spilli o di matite
mi trovo felice tra le ultime tre righe
.
Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!
Se volete regalare o regalarvi il libro questa poesia é tratta dai “California Notebooks” in vendita da Feltrinelli.
This poems can be read in its English version here.
Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.
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I’m not knowledgeable
on climatic changes
the way the winds go
on high or low pressure
I didn’t keep my head on books
but clouds those I know
teaching us
how to be in life
the best ones being
those moving fast
giving no resistance
to life happenings
they follow whatever
wind coming their way
you see them glorying
and soon happily gone
busy dancing
life out
no time to pout – others
grow dark and sit dense
giving headaches
to some of us
they build resistance
to any life changes
no escape
the heaviness
they create
will break on us all
.
Poem from the first volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.
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